This thing about writing about what you know is right. Up to a point. All my books are about me really. However, in A Half Life Of One, our hero kills two people. And I've never killed anyone. Okay, for about thirty years I did believe I had killed my father. Oh, and guess I did have a hand in hastening my mum's death. That was just a bit part though. Not as much as I'd have liked.
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